Five-Sense Friday

"The Little One, part 2: Birth" coming soon.  It's been a busy couple of weeks and I'm still catching my breath.  Until then I wanted to take a minute to be present in the little things that make up this morning.

Today, I'm...

seeing: Low lights.  Pulled blinds.  Tiny closed eyes.  And, hopefully, a few more dreams to be had this morning.

hearing: Quiet.  The ticking of the clock over my desk.  The whirring of my computer’s secret innards.  Sleep laughs and grunts from the little person in the other room.

smelling:  A pungent diaper change.  My milk-face baby.  The last of last year’s cinnamon-y apple butter.

tasting: Said apple butter in my raw rolled oats with milk.  A fresh blueberry bagel.  I'm with the hobbits: one can never have too many breakfasts.

feeling: 12 pounds 3 ounces.  The coolness of our basement.  The gentle tug of a baby nursing.  Still so constantly hungry and tired.  But a little more caught up than I was yesterday.